By Debra Whittington
Humble yourselves therefore under the mighty hand of God, that he may exalt you in due time: Casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you. 1 Peter 5:6-7
Early one morning I went outside to work in my yard. The air was so fresh and clean so I left the front door open to air out the house. A couple of hours later I came inside and heard a strange sound that was somewhere between a whirling and buzzing noise. Looking up into the dormer next to the door I saw a hummingbird trying to get through the window.
I waved my arms hoping that he would fly past me and out the door, but he remained firm in his quest to go through the window. He could see freedom on the other side of the glass but didn’t realize that the way to safety was only a few feet away.
Next I got the broom and tried to shoo him outside. Unfortunately I wasn’t tall enough to get near him, but he started making an unusual noise. Now, I don’t speak the language of birds, but I thought it sounded like I had frightened the poor little bird, which was the last thing I wanted to do.
Now I was becoming desperate as well. I love these little hummingbirds and look forward to their daily visits to my flowers. This little one looked so vulnerable. I couldn’t bear the thought of anything happening to this tiny creature that appeared to be growing fatigued by his useless attempt to get away.
I called Mark for help to rescue this poor defenseless bird. Ever so gently and slowly he placed the end of the broom under the bird until it quit fluttering and rested on the bristles. Slowly he brought the broom downward until it was below the window. Without the window in sight the hummingbird flew back up to the window.
Mark tried again and again with this method but each time when the window was out of sight it would fly off of the broom and back to the glass. Mark talked gently to the poor thing but I could tell he was getting a little frustrated after the fifth time.
Finally he told me to get a second broom. First he got the hummingbird to land again on the broom and then lightly covered it with the second broom.
Moving extremely slowly he kept the brooms horizontal with the tiny bird inside as he lowered it toward the door. When at last he was even with the door he removed the top broom and the little bird flew away free at long last.
Mark cared about the welfare of that little bird which showed through his patience and gentle handling of the situation.
However, the little bird didn’t know that and kept its focus on its own way out, the wrong way out.
How many times are we the same way in situations where we think we know the way out but in reality are going in the wrong direction?
I think of times in my life when I thought I knew the right solution only to find out later that it was all wrong. I knew the Holy Spirit was nudging me along but I wanted to do it my way.
The Lord cares about each of us just as He cares for the little sparrows or hummingbirds. In Luke 12:6-8 we read, “Are not five sparrows sold for two farthings, and not one of them is forgotten before God? But even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not therefore: ye are of more value than many sparrows”.
In situations where we get in trouble and can’t find our way out the Lord is always there. All we have to do is allow Him to take the lead and show us the right way to go. Once we are on the right path, take time to say “thank you.”
In conclusion I think Psalm 116 sums it up so well. This is from the New Living Translation: “1 I love the Lord because he hears my voice and my prayer for mercy. Because he bends down to listen, I will pray as long as I have breath! Death wrapped its ropes around me; the terrors of the grave overtook me. I saw only trouble and sorrow. Then I called on the name of the Lord: ‘Please, Lord, save me!’ How kind the Lord is! How good he is! So merciful, this God of ours! The Lord protects those of childlike faith; I was facing death, and he saved me. Let my soul be at rest again, for the Lord has been good to me”.